“Stupid punk!” The middle-aged man sneered as he watched the young man rushing towards him.

He thought of the wild beasts he had caught in the mountains.

Before accepting their fate, they would frantically ram against the cage door.

Usually, at such times, a few hard kicks would calm them down.

The middle-aged man stared at the sprinting young man, his eyes slightly narrowed, a faint glint flashing within.

Just as the young man was about to reach him, the man moved.

“Bam!”

A thick right leg, like a whip, tore through the layers of rain and fiercely kicked the young man.

The latter didn't even grunt before being sent flying sideways by the kick. He crashed into the wall beside him, tumbling into the darkness at the base of the wall.

“Ptui!”

The middle-aged man twisted his neck and spat out the rainwater that had flowed into his mouth, walking step by step towards the young man's location.

“Damn it, using me as a breakthrough point?”

The man looked down at the young man curled up on the ground and cursed with a smile.

He squatted down and reached out to grab the young man.

But just as he extended his hand, a cold palm tightly gripped his wrist.

“Still got some strength?”

The man was slightly startled and subconsciously raised his free left fist, about to smash it down.

Just then, a terrifying force surged from his wrist.

Before the man could react...

“Crack——”

He watched helplessly as his grasped wrist snapped like a dry twig.

His entire palm was still tightly held by the other party, and the tendons and fascia at the fracture pulled under the flesh, causing excruciating pain.

The other party yanked back sharply.

The middle-aged man was pulled by the pain and involuntarily leaned forward.

“Bang——”

It felt like something had slammed into his head, and he involuntarily leaned back again.

Then he was lifted up.

In the heavy rain, two figures clung together, rushing forward frantically.

Finally...

“Bang——”

They crashed heavily into the van at the end of the alley.

The van's body shook violently, the front of the car was slightly dented, and the headlight cover cracked.

Then everything fell silent.

The sound of rain.

The rolling lightning in the dark clouds.

The group of men in raincoats holding sticks and watermelon knives stood there stunned, each one caught off guard by what had just happened in a flash.

“Brother Hei!”

Someone came to their senses and shouted.

A figure slowly stood up in front of the silent car, turned around, and faced everyone.

Orange headlights shone from behind him, and the heavy rain fell, merging into the shadows beneath his feet.

“Brother Hei?”

The yellow-haired young man at the front vigorously wiped the water from his face and cautiously took two steps forward with the steel pipe, trying to see the figure's face clearly.

But in the next second, the figure suddenly sprang into action.

The thunder that exploded in the night sky illuminated the figure's appearance.

It was a handsome face with tightly pursed lips and an expression that was both fierce and trembling.

“Damn!”

The yellow-haired young man was startled and subconsciously yelled, “It's not Hei—”

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“Bang——”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit head-on and tumbled heavily into the crowd behind him.

The fight erupted again in an instant!

With two attribute points added to his strength, Lu Yuan felt like a wild beast had been stuffed into his body!

This beast roared furiously within him, controlling him as he rampaged.

He knocked away the yellow-haired youth blocking his path and charged into the crowd.

Lu Yuan's hands were both clenched into fists.

In the state of [Absolute Focus], apart from the whistling sound of weapons cutting through the air, all the noise brought by the heavy rain seemed to fade away.

He could see the actions of everyone in front of him, their faces filled with shock, anger, fear, or ferocity.

He used the momentum of his charge and punched the face of a young man with a crew cut in front of him.

The latter, like a doll that had been suddenly slapped on the head, fell to the ground without a sound.

Then, he kicked another man with a watermelon knife in the chest!

“Crack——”

Lu Yuan felt like he had broken something.

The man with the watermelon knife at his feet had already flown backwards like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the pile of people behind him.

At this moment, he was hit on the back.

He turned around abruptly and saw a man holding a baseball bat looking at him fiercely.

But the moment their eyes met, the man couldn't help but shrink back.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and threw a left hook.

The man didn't have time to raise his hand before he was sent flying sideways by the punch, crashing into a pile of debris in the corner of the wall with a clatter.

At this point, the remaining two people looked at him with horror.

Their Adam's apples bobbed up and down uncontrollably as they began to back away timidly.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Lu Yuan's face as he strode towards them...

Two minutes later.

The fight was completely over.

Lu Yuan stood among a group of people lying on the ground, panting heavily.

The rain poured down on him, gradually extinguishing the flame burning in his chest.

He was completely soaked, but he seemed oblivious.

As his wildly beating heart gradually calmed down, he gradually regained his composure.

Lu Yuan picked up a baseball bat from the ground and gave each of the fallen men a few more hits.

He made sure they couldn't get up again while also confirming that he hadn't accidentally killed anyone.

After all, he had just struck with great force, and several people had aimed for vital points.

When he finished with the last one, he casually threw the baseball bat to the ground.

He saw that the yellow-haired young man, whose leg he had just broken, looked at him like he had seen a ghost.

Lu Yuan didn't care.

He didn't know when his heart had become so hard.

Maybe...

It was when he was driven to desperation before.

Lu Yuan took out his phone from his pocket and wiped the water stains from the screen.

The screen lit up, showing several missed calls from his mom and dad.

Fortunately, it wasn't broken...

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and called his mom back.

“...Coming soon, I'll be back soon.”

After hanging up, he casually took the phone from one of the groaning men in raincoats on the ground and dialed the emergency number.

After doing all this, Lu Yuan walked a few steps further down the alley.

He saw a half-open small door with faint light coming through.

He touched his other trouser pocket, felt the pink hair clip inside, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully pushed the door open.

There was no one in the room.

The empty house only had a red eight-immortal table, the floor was covered with cigarette butts, and an old standing fan was creaking and shaking its head.

Lu Yuan saw the black oilcloth bag thrown in the corner at a glance.

It seemed to have heard the noise he made when he entered, and the bag rustled slightly.

Lu Yuan wiped the water from his face and quickly walked towards the bag.

He squatted down in front of the bag and heard the increasingly rapid breathing coming from inside...

He took a deep breath and quickly lifted the bag.

“Whoosh——”

The moment the bag was lifted, the person inside trembled violently as if startled, but made no sound.

A pale little face quickly came into Lu Yuan's view.

Lu Yuan was stunned.

Lying in front of him was a thin little girl with her mouth taped shut.

The girl was still wearing a school uniform.

Blue and white, with the words "Jiaoyan No. 1 Middle School" embroidered on the chest.

She had big eyes and a pointed chin.

She was about the same age as Ling Yue and wore the same style of hair clip.

But she was even prettier than Ling Yue.

Did I get it wrong?

Lu Yuan realized his mistake.

“But she was also kidnapped.”

Lu Yuan shook his head, throwing away irrelevant thoughts from his mind. He then tore off the tape from the girl's mouth and said to her, “Don't be afraid, I'll take you out.”

The girl didn't speak, she just looked at Lu Yuan with a terrified expression.

Lu Yuan tried to pull the girl up, but she kept shrinking back.

So he simply picked her up.

“Crash——”

The heavy rain outside was still falling.

Lu Yuan ran quickly through the alley, carrying a black oilcloth bag.

When he reached the end of the alley, he jumped onto the van blocking the alley and flipped over the roof.

Once outside, Lu Yuan ran under the eaves of a nearby shop.

He carefully put the person in his arms down.

He lifted the oilcloth bag covering her and saw the school uniform girl curled up in his arms like a cat, the fear on her face receding a lot.

It seemed that she had realized she was saved.